Bram Stoker’s Dracula (1992)

Come for the absurd way Keanu Reeves pronounces “Budapest,” stay for literally everything else. The acclaimed film from the man behind this year’s most baffling movie, Megalopolis, Bram Stoker’s Dracula is a masterpiece, a supple, sensual experience that looks expensive, sounds incredible, and feels dark and dirty and downright wrong.

The costumes, designed by the legendary Eiko Ishioka, are seared into my memory, from the blood-red armor that looks like musculature to the bone-white lacy collars and headpieces and the impossibly tight corsets representing the shackles of Victorian ideals. Couple that with incredible set design and wildly innovative special effects, and it’s difficult to think of another movie with such a strong visual identity.

Plus Winona Ryder is an absolute vision to behold as Mina Harker, a Victorian woman drawn to the dark (and sexy) side by Gary Oldman’s (admittedly irresistible) Dracula—we watch as those big, brown eyes that once looked upon the world with innocent curiosity mature and morph into something darker and more dangerous. Bram Stoker’s Dracula is an absolute must-watch not just during spooky season, but year-round. — Alyssa Mercante